Archive for October, 2008

Oct 20 Monday

Call Me Boots

Originally posted October 20, 2008.

I am being forced to play Dora the Explorer. Against my wishes.

Again.

I have escaped temporarily because I sent Dora (Maddy) to find her Dora Fairy Princess ensemble and it will take a good 10 minutes before she comes out fully dressed in her play clothes.

We play Dora at least three times a week while Cooper is at  school. Sometimes it’s cars, building blocks or drawing our family but it always goes back to Dora.

In this was-fun-the-first-100-times game I am Boots the Monkey. Super Hub is Tico the Squirrel. Cooper is Dora’s cousin Diego. Sam is Benny the Bull.

Benny turned himself into a potato once and since Sam doesn’t move around much, that is fitting.

In the grand scheme of things I would rather be playing Dora than playing house. I always get stuck being the baby and have to have pretend diaper changed and am usually force fed Cheerios.

Enthusiasm, day after day, is exhausting when you play the role of a tiny grey monkey in red boots. You would never know that this broadcast journalism major once held a high paying sales job for a consulting and publications firm.

Nope.

Now I am Boots the monkey. I suppose it is more fun than my real job was.

The benefits are way better.

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Oct 08 Wednesday

Popover Pots

Originally posted October 8, 2008.

The cool, rainy days of fall make me hungry for comfort food. A nice roast and vegetables in the crock pot, casseroles and treats like homemade pumpkin bread or applesauce.

And popovers.

In my previous life, we used to frequent a cabin in Wisconsin. Nearby, there was this little gem of a place called Brickyard Pottery. On a Saturday morning you would have to knock on the locked door to shop there. Chances are the owner would let you in while sporting his best bathrobe and a steaming cup of coffee.

It was divine.

On our first trip, I bought some popover pots. A set of 4 blue glazed pots that I had no idea what to do with. I had been to Popover Cafe in New York City which is the one and only place I had ever eaten these delicious wonders. I knew I loved them, I had no idea how to make them.

Nearly 8 years later, I am still making popovers in these same pots. My family loves them.  Everyone loves them. I have given sets as gifts complete with the popover recipe.

Whenever I make a pot roast, these are the side-dish of choice. I always have the ingredients on hand and they are the perfect compliment to any stick to your ribs kind of meal. They are also incredible in the morning with a good cup of coffee smothered in butter and jam.

Here is my recipe. Guard it with your life.

1 cup sifted all-purpose flour
1/2 teaspoon salt
2 large eggs
1 cup milk (Whole if you have it.)

Preheat the oven to 450°F. Place empty pots in oven to heat.

Mix together the flour and salt.

Whisk together the eggs and milk in a separate bowl.

Stir the liquid ingredients into the dry ingredients, stirring the batter until just mixed. Do not over beat.

Remove pots from oven. Carefully brush the cups with melted butter and fill them with equal parts batter.

Bake for 20 minutes at 450°F. Turn the heat down to 375°F and bake for an additional 20 minutes until they are a crispy golden brown. Pierce tops with a knife to let steam escape. Serve immediately.

Sept08 450 (Medium)

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Oct 03 Friday

Temperature Tidbit

Originally posted October 3, 2008.

When you have kids, you learn all sorts of little tricks along the way that make parenting easier. Let’s face it, having kids is tough stuff and we need all the help we can get.

A friend of mine passed along this little tidbit right after I had my second baby and it’s among the most fabulous bits of advice I have received.

When your baby (this goes for any age) is sleeping, you can tell if they are warm or cool by feeling the back of their necks. Not their hands, feet or heads.

Every night, before we go to bed, I check on the kids and feel the back of their necks to see if the fan needs to be on in their room or they need another blanket.

If only it was as easy to tell the correct temperature of Spaghettios when you take them out of the microwave…I don’t advise sticking your finger directly into the middle of the bowl. Hot spots cause Mommy to say words that should not be said (or repeated) by little kids.

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